Barbed Wire Love

"Ready?"

Gerard held his mobile out to Frank, Mrs. Iero's number pre-dialled.

"Yeah" Frank said with a deep breath, trying to stop his fingers from shaking long enough to take the phone.

He pressed the phone to his ear and closed his eyes, listening to the steady beeps.

"Hello"

Franks eyes snapped open and he let out a long breath. His mother's voice had appeared at the other end of the phone, slightly sharper than usual but still his mother none the less.

Gerard had switched the call to loudspeaker so that the voice rang out into the quiet room. Frank was momentarily awkward about the fact that Gerard could hear the conversation, but it all melted away as soon as she picked up.

"Mom" Frank breathed.

"Frank? Frank? Where are you?"

"Mom" Frank whispered again, eyes filling up with tears. "I-I don't know"

Gerard shifted uncomfortably. Franks voice had changed tone. A tone that he'd never used in front of Gerard before. He'd sounded vulnerable before, but this was different.

"There's someone here Frank" she whispered. "Are they the ones that took you?"

"Yes. It's okay, you're okay, he's not going to hurt you"

"He's got a gun Frank" she hissed.

Frank looked up at Gerard, suddenly betrayed.

"You sent him down with a gun?" Frank mouthed indignantly.

"Safety precaution" Gerard mouthed back, shrugging weakly.

"Frank? Frankie! Are you still there?"

"I'm here mom. He won't hurt you, okay? He's not going to hurt you"

"Are they treating you okay?" She asked in an odd tone.

Frank glanced up, finding Gerard already looking at him.

"...Yes. Really well"

"That's good to hear Frank"

Frank could hear the hesitation in her voice.

"What is it?"

"Honey, I can't afford to get you back"

"What?"

"I can't afford to pay them!"

Frank himself had told Gerard this on the first days of his arrival, but hearing it from his own mother came as pure shock.

"But-"

"-I don't have the money, and the man said he'd kill me if I tried to contact the police" she whimpered.

"So that's it? You're not going to DO anything?"

"Frank" Gerard said as a quiet warning.

"Frank, there's nothing I can do-"

"Try!" Frank exploded. "Your own son has been KIDNAPPED, and you're not going to do anything when you have the opportunity to get him back!"

"You know we've struggled with money, Frank. I can't smack down 50,000 dollars just like that..."

50,000? That was a lot less than what they had initially planned to ask for. Frank wondered if Gerard had to argue the price down against Ray.

"So that's it, then?" Frank said weakly.

"I love you very much baby"

Frank looked away from the phone in disgust. He didn't want to hear that now. Gerard was looking at the phone with a similar expression.

"I'll find you Frank. I'll find you eventually-"

"Don't bother, it sounds like a lot of effort on your part" Frank said though gritted teeth, his eyes filling with tears.

"Frank-"

Frank hung up and slammed the phone down on the marble counter. He may have cracked it, but he had already stormed off.

"Frank" Gerard called, dazed and surprised from the conversation, strode out of the kitchen and after him.

Frank was pacing up and down the length of the living room, seething.

"Frank, calm down"

"No, fuck you! This is all your fault!" Frank screamed.

Yelling at your kidnapper probably isn't the best idea, but knowing that no one's coming to get him is putting him in a kind of 'what's the point' mood.

Gerard sighed and swallowed, looking away. Yeah, it was his fault, and it was even harder hearing it from Frank's lips than Mikey's.

"My own mother doesn't want me!" He screamed.

"She does-"

"No. She. Doesn't. She. Doesn't. Care" Frank violently spat between each kick to the corner of the couch, before collapsing onto it and crying desperately into a pillow.

Gerard sighed and walked over, staring down at him before sitting on the end and rubbing his back.

"Get off me, I hate you" Frank yelled, his voice muffled by the pillow as he aimed half-hearted kicks and pushes at Gerard, none of which unseated him.

Gerard slowed his hand, but didn't remove it. It felt wrong to sit there when Frank wanted him to leave, but he can't help but feel like Frank needs him right now.

It must have taken 20 minutes to calm Frank down, but eventually his weak pushes deceased, and he was left a crying mess while Gerard continued to gingerly rub between his shoulder blades.

He slid into a sitting position, hiccuping and rubbing his puffy eyes.

"Sorry" he said, his voice rough as if he'd just woken up.

"It's alright" Gerard said unsurely, his hand at Frank's lower back.

Frank roughly wiped his eyes on Gerard's oversized black hoodie he was wearing and looked up at him with wide eyes, as if he'd just realised something.

"What is it?"

Frank gave a small shrug and leaned forward, grabbing the front of Gerard's top and sealing his lips onto his. Gerard jumped in surprise, breaking the kiss, but Frank had already dived on top of him, clamping his legs around Gerard's waist and continued kissing him furiously.

"Frank- Frank" Gerard said in alarm, moving his head to the side so Frank's lips his neck. "What are you doing?"

Frank leaned back a couple of inches so his eyes could focus on him. His hair was falling in his eyes, so Gerard raised a hand and tucked it behind his ear, brushing the back of his hand over his cheek in an attempt to calm him.

"I don't know. I just wanted to kiss" Frank mumbled.

"Okay. We can do that" Gerard nodded. "Hold on"

Gerard sat up and relaxed against the back of the couch with Frank's legs still wrapped around him. He never was fond of being underneath someone, he felt it was putting him in a more vulnerable position if he did so.

They continued kissing, Frank still uncharacteristically desperate and forward.

Frank broke off suddenly. Gerard raised an eyebrow, thoroughly confused with this weird behaviour.

"Have sex with me Gerard"

Notes

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Hi! Last couple of chapters were more fillers, so next chapter will be more significant.

OH- and I've started writing a new story, Just Two Men As God Had Made Us, it'd be super cool if you checked it out and see if it's worth me continuing it.

NEXT CHAPTER- to smut or not to smut? That is the question. Let me know!

-killjoybyname